She was a formidable warrior in my clan many centuries ago and was engaged to my sibling. Upon awakening from my magically induced sleep, I was astonished to find her lurking outside my concealed dwelling. In a split second, I witnessed the self-inflicted injuries she had endured. Her countenance was both alluring and ghastly. She had turned into one of our sworn enemies.
My vision grew dark with rage.
"My Sword longed to strike her down, so without hesitation, I plunged it into her. Regrettably, I messed her heart. She pleaded for mercy, leaving me uncertain of what to do. As a result, I was forced to flee."